When You Waved

For years I’ve lived,
walking on paths half paved;
but that once when you waved,
my life, had been saved.


You took me in, sayin’ I was yours,
once you came home drunk and had me on all fours;
from that day on, I was left to just chores,
while you kissed ass at Simran Kaur’s.


When I asked your mom, she said “bahut achcha hai*”,
never really knowing, she was talking bout’ your pay;
you only talked bout’ your ghar*, back in Bombay,
im actually quite happy, when we divorced in May.

 
 
*bahut achcha hai- very good
*ghar- house 
By: Aishwarya Arul
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